We Hunt Together (2020) s01e01 Episode Script

1
(upbeat music playing)
-Yeah, soap, sir?
-Sure.
Here.
Soap, sir?
-Cologne, sir?
-Yeah.
(coughs)
What the fuck?
(clatters)
(Freddy) Simon, stop it.
(Simon) Go on, get in here.
I need a line.
What was that fucking guy
saying to you at the bar?
(Freddy) If I meet a friend,
I'll talk to him.
(Simon) He didn't look like
a fucking friend.
-(Freddy) Just leave it, Simon.
-(knocks)
-(Freddy) Shit.
-Sir, madam, open the door, please.
(Simon) Busy in here, mate.
I'm afraid I cannot allow drug-taking
in the premises.
-(door opens)
-Sir?
It's none of your fucking beeswax
though, is it, mate?
Go on. Fuck off.
(lock clicks)
(Simon) Come on, answer me.
How do you know him?
-(Simon) Oh, fuck it.
-Sir, madam
Don't worry, darling.
Everything's going to be okay.
(snorting)
(Simon sniffs)
(tense music)
# There's a paradise
On a plastic screen #
# The perfect life
And the perfect dream #
# A new horizon #
# A burning desire to be loved #
# There are untold joys
That wait for us all #
# The illusion cures
Come straight to your door #
# A clear horizon #
# A burning desire to be loved #
(foreboding music)
(police radio chatter)
-Hello.
-(WPC) Morning, sir.
-DI Jackson Mendy.
-DS Franks is up there.
Thank you. Thanks very much.
(Lola) Think I've got bloody mice
in the house.
(officer) Really?
I hear them scurrying around
at night behind my cupboards.
Little fuckers.
I'm gonna have to get some traps
or some poison, or something.
Oh, you don't want to do that.
They'll just die behind your fridge
and stink out your house.
If I were you, I would get a cat.
It's more natural.
I'm sorry. Who are you?
Um, DI Jackson Mendy.
You're Lola Franks, right?
-Yes.
-We're to partner up for this one.
Did Susan not say?
Oh, um, I've just transferred
over to homicide actually,
so I hope I don't slow you down
too much.
-Where did you transfer from?
-Anti-corruption.
Did you?
Shall we?
Mm-hm, yeah.
For fuck's sake.
(muttering)
(chuckles)
(grunts)
Don't wait for me.
I'm gonna run them anyway.
The stairs.
Every little helps.
-(Lola) You there, Dom?
-(Dom) Here, Sarge.
Anyone else been in?
Only the cleaner who called it in.
Good. Let's keep it like that
until I'm out, all right?
-Yes, Sarge.
-ID on the body?
-Glad you could join us.
-(panting)
I'm regretting that slightly,
I have to say.
Yes, his name is Simon Goodbridge.
He's also the owner of the flat.
I I spoke to everyone
in the building.
The lady next door says
that she saw him yesterday,
so if it is him,
it must have happened last night.
(Jackson) Hoo!
(Lola) And no one else seen anything?
-(Dom) Not a thing.
-(Lola) Meet DI Mendy.
He's just joined us
from anti-corruption.
(Jackson pants)
(ominous music)
Oh, shit.
Sorry.
(Lola) This is serious kit.
Heavy-duty stuff.
These wounds
have been treated professionally.
Maybe a few days old.
Sir?
Sir?
I'm sorry, did you say something?
Looks like the wounds
on his face predate the murder.
-Oh, you think they're related?
-It's hard to say.
No other signs of a struggle.
He must have been tied
to the bed willingly.
Okay, so it was premeditated,
by someone he knew.
Do you only have sex
with people you know?
Well, I'm married, so, yes,
but I take your point.
Dom?
-Sorry, sir.
-Sorry. Sorry. Apologies.
Put a call out to hospitals
in the North London area,
see if Simon was checked in
at any of them in the last week.
-Will do, Sarge. I'll let you know.
-Okay.
(Lola) The killer must have
tied him down,
got the code to the safe out of him,
and killed him anyway.
I don't know. It doesn't feel like
a robbery to me.
Well, we've got a dead man
and an empty safe.
What else does it feel like?
Well, I mean
Look, I'm not saying
he wasn't robbed,
I'm just saying it feels
more personal than that.
Why leave him chained up?
It's a crucial piece of evidence.
Why give us that clue?
They got sloppy.
-I don't think so.
-Interrupted, then.
By who? None of the neighbours
saw a thing.
Do you know what I thought
when I first looked at him?
-My instinctive response?
-Could you make a list
of all the neighbours, please,
and let them know that
we'll be calling around?
-Will do, Sarge.
-Thank you.
Lola, do you know what I was thinking
when I was, uh, first looking at him?
-No, I don't, sir. Tell me.
-I was embarrassed for him.
Big, powerful man like that
chained to the bed, face down,
wearing nothing but a pair of socks.
Vulnerable. Exposed.
Whoever did this should have taken
those chains with them,
why didn't they?
They wanted to humiliate him.
I'm not saying they knew
each other well,
but they had some sort of history.
I'm sure of it.
(Lola) Hmm. See you back
at the station.
(car beeps)
(Jackson sighs)
(Jackson) Yep.
What?
-Do you mind if I ride with you?
-Where's your car?
Actually, I had
a bit of fender bender
a couple of months ago.
I mean, nothing serious,
just a little dink, but, uh
I'm still working up to it, you know?
-Uh, I'll get a cab. Don't worry.
-Not at all, sir. Get in.
Thank you.
I can't believe
he punched me, the cunt.
You told me he was your friend.
-Simon, I told you to leave it.
-What was his name? Matt?
How is it?
I think he was wearing a ring,
you know, fucking prick.
-So how do you know him, then?
-Shouldn't have got involved.
I wasn't just going to
stand there, was I,
-and let him talk to you like that?
-(sniffs)
(both chuckle)
Ow.
Simon. Ow!
Simon, fuck off!
That's not how it works.
-'Course, it is.
-Stop it!
No! Let go!
Stop it! Ow, get the fuck off me!
You love it.
(grunts)
(thwacking)
No!
Are you sure?
You should go.
(door closes)
(Simon coughs)
-Simon?
-(groans)
Better wait here for the police.
I'll come by later, okay?
Did you see who it was?
No. I mean I don't know.
It all happened so fast.
He just stole my bag and ran.
-He didn't hurt you?
-No, I'm fine.
(groans)
Please come with me.
I'll come by later, babe.
Okay?
(engine revs)
(banging on door)
Hi.
-What do you want?
-Will you dance with me?
-Excuse me?
-Will you dance with me?
No, I'm I'm working.
What's your name?
Babeni.
People call me Baba.
I'm Freddy.
So, Baba, what do you think?
Shall I call the police,
or shall we dance?
(upbeat music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
You can put it
wherever you want, darling,
as long as it's big and hard.
That's right, baby, stroke it for me.
On my ears?
-In my ears?
-Well, let's do some more here.
You want to what in my ears?
But then I'd have
to take my headset off.
No, wait. Mm!
Baby, yeah, that sounds good, yeah.
Yeah, all in my ears. Mmm.
(Freddy) Yeah, I like it. Mmm.
Tell you what,
we could mix the wax with the cum
and make cum-scented candles.
We could sell them in Camden Market.
Travel the world, baby.
Me and you.
My office, now.
That was going well!
(headset thuds)
You think you're better
than the other girls, don't you?
Why, 'cause you look like that?
Boring you, am I?
Or do I have to let you go?
-Is that what you want?
-No.
No what?
No, Larry.
Please don't fire me.
Didn't think so.
Can I go now?
Work a bit harder, all right?
The world doesn't revolve
around you, you know.
(upbeat music)
(ringing)
(ringing continues)
-(intercom clicks)
-It's me.
(lock buzzes)
(door opens)
(door closes)
Dude.
You got fucked up.
Like you give a shit.
Of course, I do.
Well, where were you
at the hospital, then?
By the time I finished
with the police, it was really late.
I tried calling.
What, on that?
The police haven't been in touch.
You told them everything, yeah?
Yeah, of course.
-You gave them my details?
-Yeah.
So, why haven't they been to see me?
Well, I only gave them
your number, didn't I?
They've probably been trying to call.
Anyway, I told them you didn't
really see anything. Right?
And what did you tell them
that you saw, out of interest?
Just, you know,
he came out of nowhere,
and it all happened really fast.
It did, didn't it?
He still had time
to beat me unconscious, though.
Break my face up, almost kill me.
So I guess it wasn't
that quick, was it?
I mean, there was still time
to do all that, wasn't there?
So you must have seen something.
I was scared.
So, you don't remember
a black guy in a grey shirt, then?
I mean, I was getting
my fucking head rolled over,
but even I caught
a little glimpse, like.
I was like that, Simon,
honestly, the whole time.
What, not even a little glimpse?
It was him, wasn't it?
-The guy from the club that you know.
-Matt?
You just said it was a black guy.
Well, he must have sent
someone out, then.
I'm telling you, Simon,
he wouldn't do that.
So I call some guy a cunt,
and then half an hour later
get my head kicked in,
and you're saying
it's got nothing to do with it?
Who is he?
He's from the website, isn't he?
Trust me. It wasn't Matt.
Mr Nobody, then, yeah?
Anyway, gotta go.
(doorbell rings)
This man was put on this Earth
to score goals and that is all.
Mwah! Voila!
Yes, well, for 80 million quid
he needs a few more
where they came from, I can tell you.
Baba?
There's someone at the door for you.
(clears throat)
I got your address from the club.
Hope you don't mind.
See, I had a really
nice time last night,
and I didn't want
to not ever see you again.
Also, I had a question
I wanted to ask you.
It's kind of important.
Have you ever eaten candy floss
and ridden the teacups
till you puked?
(chuckles)
(Freddy) Oh, my god!
(Baba laughs)
(Freddy whooping)
(Freddy) Hand?
Okay, I'm going to get a bit
in your mouth.
Ready?
Ah! Ah!
(gulps)
(Baba chuckles)
Oh, my god.
-Please.
-No. You should have another go.
I can't do it, can I?
Anyway, I wanna watch you.
How about I show you
how to, uh, do it?
-No.
-Why not?
Because Because I want
that teddy bear right there,
and there's much more chance of me
getting it if you take the shot.
Right?
(Baba) You're sure?
Yes. Please. Please. Please.
Yay! Thank you.
(bullets thwack)
-Maybe I should take the shot.
-No. The sights are off.
Your shooting's off, mate.
-(bullets thwack)
-Yes.
Yes. Yes!
(eerie music)
Baba? You all right?
(bullet clangs)
Yes!
It's mine, it's mine,
it's mine, it's mine!
That one, please.
(Freddy) Thank you.
(smooches)
(smooches)
Come on.
Come on.
(Baba chuckles)
-Here, sit down.
-(Baba) Here.
(Baba sighs)
Who are those people
you're living with?
Janet and Martin.
They volunteered to house me
while my case goes through.
What case?
For refugee status.
My right to remain.
Why did you help me last night?
-You needed help, and I was there.
-Well, yeah.
But you could have said something.
You could have called the police.
Would you have killed him
if I hadn't stopped you?
(ominous music)
(door opens, closes)
He looks so peaceful.
Almost like he's sleeping.
Having said that,
I can't sleep on my back.
Well, I can, but, uh,
I snore terribly,
so my wife won't allow it.
Cause of death
was a penetrating wound
to the spinal cord,
sometime within the past 24 hours.
Oh, and and they think
the marks on the feet
were made with a marker pen.
What marks?
(Jackson) Looks like an eye.
I raised the issue
of security cameras
at the last residents' meeting,
and was voted down!
Simon didn't even bother to show up.
I'll never understand how
young people can be so apathetic.
Be the change you want to see
in the world.
Exactly. Quite right!
Were you friendly with Mr Goodbridge?
Oh, friendly enough.
He'd feed my cat when I went away.
I visit my sister
in Totnes twice a year.
(Jackson chuckles)
Did he have a girlfriend,
do you know?
-Oh, yes.
-(Lola) Really?
-Lots.
-Lots?
(Miranda) Oodles.
He was very handsome,
you see, and charming.
But there was no particular person
you remember?
No, no, they come, they go,
out of his favour
where they are in love.
And did you see anything else
that might help us
after you saw Simon come home
at 6 p.m.?
No, I retired early, I'm afraid.
Debilitating heartburn.
Oh, I feel your pain!
(chuckles)
Okay, thank you.
We'll see ourselves out.
Oh, well, anything you need,
just call.
Thank you for the tea.
Oh, one more thing before we go.
Um, baking soda and liquorice.
For the heartburn. It works a treat.
Oh, thank you!
What a lovely lady.
-Can I ask you something?
-Of course.
Do you have any experience
of a murder investigation at all?
Look, I I know it's frustrating
when you know more about your job
than your boss does.
-Well, I understand that.
-Not at all, sir.
I was out of line.
I'm sorry about that.
It's the anti-corruption thing,
isn't it?
-No!
-You think I'm a rat.
A snivelling,
good-for-nothing rodent.
So what? You think all coppers
are upstanding boys in blue?
No, I don't think that at all, sir.
Look, Lola, we can cut
the whole "sir" thing for starters.
I'm not one for pulling rank
at the best of times,
and considering you know far more
about this than I do,
I think we can drop the act.
-We'll use first names from now on.
-That's okay, sir.
-I'd prefer to keep it formal.
-That's an order.
-If it makes it easier for you.
-God's sake!
Listen, I'dI'd appreciate
some patience
while I come to terms with the job
and and I want you to speak freely
whenever you like, please.
It is the anti-corruption thing,
isn't it?
Look, I accept that
there are some bad eggs on the force,
and they should be punished,
but that doesn't mean
that I have to like, respect,
or work with those people
who choose to dedicate their life
to that area of policing.
That is what I'm saying.
Not my life, just my job.
And not even very much of that.
You know what my father once told me?
He said, "A good way to judge
a society is by the conduct
of its police officers."
I don't think he expected me
to take it quite to heart.
You know he didn't speak to me
for six months when I signed up.
Very stubborn, my old man.
(sighs)
And you? Why did you join?
To stop bad people doing bad things.
Old school.
I like it.
Put your seat belt on.
(Freddy groans)
If you scream, I'll strangle you,
do you understand?
-Nod if you understand.
-(grunts)
Okay, I'm gonna let you go now.
-(spits)
-All right, all right.
Let's be civil, yeah?
I want to know why you lied.
How the fuck did you get my address?
I still haven't heard
from the police,
because you didn't report it,
did you?
So tell me, Frederica,
the fuck you hiding?
You touch me like that again,
I'll kill you.
Do you understand?
So, come on, then. Why no police?
You're a pilot, you idiot.
If the police were involved,
they'd see the toxicology report
from the hospital
and you'd lose your job.
So, you were protecting me?
(Freddy) Yeah.
I don't know why, but I was.
Why lie to me, then?
You were all messed up.
I thought we'd save
the details for later.
I'm not a pilot, you know.
That's just something I tell girls
to get 'em into bed.
Didn't work on you, though, did it?
So, when do I get what I paid for?
Beautiful girl.
Not here.
This is This is where I live.
Do you think I'm attractive?
Do you think I'm beautiful?
Yeah.
I do.
You're lying again.
You're more beautiful now
than ever before.
You're good at it,
I'll give you that.
I guess we'll find out who's lying
when I go to the police.
Wait.
It was him, wasn't it?
What was his name, Matt?
Let me speak to him.
Why?
It's just better to keep
the police out of it.
And why should I help you?
It's the best way for everyone
to get what they want.
Okay, then.
My place.
Tomorrow night.
Okay.
It'll have to be late. I'm working.
I look forward to it.
My eyes are on you, little lady.
Both of them.
-(deacon) The blood of Christ.
-(vicar) The body of Christ.
(deacon) The blood of Christ.
(vicar) The body of Christ.
(deacon) The blood of Christ.
(vicar) The body of Christ.
(deacon) The blood of Christ.
(vicar) The body of Christ.
(deacon) The blood of Christ.
(Freddy)You're really putting
the hours in.
(Baba) I'm the church warden, so
(chuckles)
Anyway, I like being here.
Perhaps you would like to,
uh, stay for Evensong?
Though I must warn you,
it might break your heart
just a little bit.
What?
Just one minute,
you're in here doing this,
and the next you're in an alley,
with a brick.
God has a plan.
What, for everything?
Must be very busy.
What happened to you back home?
Well, perhaps that is a story
for another time, no?
It's just I can't imagine you
being scared of anything.
So, what are you running from?
My country has been at war
with itself my entire life.
In a situation like that,
let's just say it's easy
for a young boy
to fall in with the wrong crowd.
And when will you hear
about your case?
You know, could be tomorrow,
could be years.
(Freddy) And what if Simon
goes to the police?
I will be sent home.
-What, then?
-Well, I hope I'll not be sent home.
Simon came to my flat.
Someone from the club
must have given him my address.
He put his hands around my neck.
I was so scared.
He's not going to
leave us alone, Baba.
He said I have to go
to his house tonight.
You do not want to go?
And what if we go together?
(tense music)
(Dom) We haven't found
Simon's phone yet,
but we've requested
for billing and cell site
from his service provider,
and the brother gave us his password
for his laptop.
And?
(Dom) He had five internet
dating profiles.
Wow.
He was engaged
in ongoing conversations
or interactions with 43 women
across these platforms.
Forty-three?
Where does he find the time?
Forensics find anything?
All the restraints were wiped clean.
I've arranged them
in chronological order,
the most recent interactions first.
(Dom) So just give me a shout
if you need anything else.
Thanks, Dom.
Okay, I think we'll debrief
tomorrow morning.
Nine o'clock, does that suit?
-Thanks, ma'am.
-Yeah.
In my day, it was so simple.
You met somebody at work or in a bar,
you asked them for dinner.
Hoped they said yes, and that was it.
Look at all this nonsense!
It's ridiculous!
What about you, Lola,
do you go in for all this stuff?
Can we just concentrate?
Right, so you're already sorted
in that department?
Oh, come on.
Let's just
I think it would help to get
to know each other a little.
Give me something.
Can you not ask me
about my personal life, please?
-I have told you to leave it!
-Of course. I'm sorry.
Please. I mean, there's
there's a dead person here.
Dead! Do you not even care
about any of this?
No. It's not that I don't care.
Then why are you so happy
about everything all the time?
Explain this to me.
I
I I make a conscious effort
to remain philosophical
about even the most extreme
human behaviour.
It helps me stay sane.
What's that supposed to mean?
(scoffs)
Do Do you like pasta bake, Lola?
(Jackson)The thing about cats
is they're not aloof
as people think.
They're very loving as well.
And they're not much work
to look after.
I'm not getting a cat.
(Jackson chuckles)
I'm sorry, my wife couldn't be here.
-It's fine.
-Gill's a solicitor.
They work her pretty hard.
We hardly ever see her.
Hey. She's home
for bedtime most nights, isn't she?
Not every night.
You should go to bed later, then,
shouldn't you?
Excuse me.
Whose side are you on here?
You, eat your greens.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Dad
That's a forest on my plate.
How am I supposed to eat that?
(Jackson) Uh, can I offer you
some beans?
Mm-hm.
Ah, I found another couple
of cold ones in the fridge.
They were hiding behind a quiche.
There we go.
I didn't know drinking on the job
was allowed, sir.
Your anti-corruption buddies
will be very disappointed.
Uh, there's something
I'd like to show you.
Before we start. Please.
Come on in.
You've been burgled.
Yeah, looks that way, right?
What happened?
Well, you wanted to know why, um,
I don't get angry when we see
the terrible things that we see.
(sighs)
It's a little embarrassing for me.
But in the spirit
of new partnerships,
I think there's some merit
in sharing it with you.
(Jackson) Two weeks ago,
I forgot my house key.
That was fine, because Gill
had told me there was a spare,
so I came in here,
looked exactly
where she said she'd left it.
No key.
She wasn't answering her phone.
It would have meant
a two-hour round trip
to her office and back.
And I lost it.
You did this?
(chuckles)
I was consumed with anger.
Completely consumed.
I was furious with Gill, with myself.
Thrashing around this garage
like a bull in a china shop.
I kind of wish
I could have seen that.
Do you know what happened?
What?
I found the key.
It was in next drawer down.
And the anger melted away.
In fact, it didn't melt away,
it evaporated.
In a split second, it was gone.
And, uh, and I felt pretty stupid.
But I was amazed
at the strength of the effect,
-do you know what I mean?
-Not really, no.
Well, what human beings know
about the brain,
we could fit
on a postage stamp, right?
Now, I've had every emotional
and financial advantage.
I consider myself a fairly secure,
rational human being,
and yet one tiny setback
and I completely lost control.
Now imagine 50 setbacks a day,
or 1,000 since the day you were born.
Combine that with a brain
you did not choose,
a start in life you
had no control over.
Yeah, are you are you
talking about
are we nature or nurture?
I'm saying we're a combination
of both, and that's all we are.
Nothing else. No you or I,
no decisions or choices,
just chemicals and geography.
Chemicals and geography?
I don't get angry
because I don't believe
the person who did it
had any control over their actions.
Because they're a psychopath?
No, because they're a human being.
Because every decision we make
is preceded by so many thousands
of tiny factors that are completely
beyond our control
that when we do finally arrive
at that moment of decision,
our actual, conscious role
in the process,
it pales
into mathematical insignificance.
Can I share something with you?
Yeah, I'd like that.
In the spirit of new partnership.
I'd like that very much.
In B&Q, you can buy
these little lockbox things
for your spare keys.
-(cackles)
-I'm serious.
Do you know what? You can even get
ones that are disguised as a rock
or a flowerpot to stop people
from breaking them open.
-I'm serious.
-I will investigate that. Thank you.
Okay, well, I'm going to go
and investigate a murder.
-Are you going to come?
-Yes. After you.
(doorbell rings)
(beeps)
Hey, beautiful.
Fucking hell.
Worth every penny.
(sniffs)
His name's Baba.
He works in the club.
-(Simon) You know him?
-No.
Well, I met him that night.
He works in the toilets.
What, the fucking toilet guy?
-Mm-hm.
-The one who
And why would you be protecting him?
Well, I went back to the alleyway
to get my bag
and I was about to call the police,
and he came out.
I was scared at first,
but then he explained
how he thought you were
Thought I was what?
Attacking me.
(cackles)
I know. It's crazy, isn't it?
-You told him the truth, right?
-Yeah. Of course, yeah.
I just felt kind of sorry for him.
It's hard to explain.
Have you seen my face?
Have you seen what he did to me?
This is going to scar, you know.
-He's not a bad guy. He just
-Fuck that!
I'm calling the police tomorrow.
Simon.
(Simon sniffing)
I want you to ask
what I'm wearing under this coat.
Okay.
Frederica
what are you wearing under your coat?
Absolutely
nothing at all.
You weren't attacking me.
Were you?
No.
You just like it rough, right?
Well, now it's my turn.
So go upstairs to the bedroom,
take all your clothes off,
and lie face down on the bed.
Are you
You've got 30 seconds.
-Fifteen seconds.
-(rapid footsteps)
(tense music)
(beeps)
(foreboding music)
Julie Banks.
She spoke to Simon four days ago
but it was the first time
they'd spoken.
A few salacious messages,
but she seems to have cancelled
the date at the last minute,
so they never actually met.
No, I don't I don't think
this one's a goer.
(Lola) So that's ten women so far
that he actually hooked up with.
Questions?
Yeah. have you seen what time it is?
Yeah, we should finish the list.
I want to start the interviews
first thing tomorrow.
We'll just work through the list.
Right, well, I'm going to get myself
some food, then.
-You want some?
-No, I'm fine.
(printer whirring)
-Would you have stopped, Simon?
-What?
In the alleyway, I asked you to stop.
Would you have?
I thought that was the arrangement.
Just answer the question.
Yeah, of course, I would have.
(groans)
I guess we'll never know, will we?
(breathing heavily)
Maybe it's my eyes that are on you.
Back in a minute.
Don't go anywhere.
(muffled grunt)
(tense music)
Are you sure?
# Tonight's your night #
# Completely #
# You gave your love #
# So sweetly #
# Tonight #
# The light of love
Is in your eyes #
(handcuffs rattle)
(Simon pants)
# But will you love me tomorrow? #
# Is this a lasting #
# Treasure? #
(muffled grunt)
# Or just a moment's #
# Pleasure? #
(muffled shouting)
# The magic in your sighs #
# Will you still love me
Tomorrow? #
(muffled groan)
(tense music)
We'll start at the top
and work our way down.
Speak to every single one.
You really think we'll find
the answer somewhere here?
Okay, then.
Let's find out.
(ominous music)
# Will you still love me
Tomorrow? #
# Will you still love me
Tomorrow? #